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Have It All (feat. YFN Lucci) Lyrics


Bandhunta Izzy Have It All (feat. YFN Lucci)

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I told her you can have it all
You ain't gotta ask me for a thing, na
Imma give that girl my last name, yeah
Big o'l bottles of Champagne, we gon ball
Imma give that girl everything in the mall
Say now that girl asking for a ring
Imma put that girl on the team
A devil in Prada, she want Silene
Imma get it, cause shawty you a queen

[Verse 1: Bandhunta Izzy]
We can get a bottle of the finest of wine
Take you sometime to get that other shit off your mind
You say they treated you like shit in the past, but you a dime
It ain't nothing less than disrespect if they say you ain't above a 9
Cause I got some bad bitches, but baby girl you the baddest
Tryna make some memories when I look at my mattress
Pink pussy open up, you a Star, Patrick
Eat me up, make it disappear, start magic
I think it's the way that you be smiling at me
You a good girl, but you [?]
We on the same boat, baby you be rocking with me
And when it all go down, you at the top with a G

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I told her you can have it all
You ain't gotta ask me for a thing, na
Imma give that girl my last name, yeah
Big o'l bottles of Champagne, we gon ball
Imma give that girl everything in the mall
Say now that girl asking for a ring
Imma put that girl on the team
A devil in Prada, she want Silene
Imma get it, cause shawty you a queen

[Verse 2: Bandhunta Izzy]
Let's [?], expensive taste
I think I like it, whenever we be in the bed, I feel like you a psychic
You never do me wrong, yeah you do the right shit
The way you grip it and squeez it, made a nigga write this
So can I take you home?
Get all over your body like my calone?
I'm texting you emojis, I'm loving you through the phone
Yeah that's the shit I'm on, with the team, I can't leave you lone
I'm the same nigga, don't call your friend, they ain't gon get the shit
Cause I been a player since back then, I'm on some different shit
Bend it over, deep stroak, yeah you remember that
Put that shit on film, [?]

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I told her you can have it all
You ain't gotta ask me for a thing, na
Imma give that girl my last name, yeah
Big o'l bottles of Champagne, we gon ball
Imma give that girl everything in the mall
Say now that girl asking for a ring
Imma put that girl on the team
A devil in Prada, she want Silene
Imma get it, cause shawty you a queen


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